Nash, Edith / Practice the here and now: selected writings of Edith Nash
I live here, too, p. 55
I Live Here, Too 55 Once I got out of the closet about being Jewish in my husband's home town, I began to enjoy my status there as Resident Jew. My husband's sister had become -the guardian of their family traditions — the cranberry business; the Congregational Church, where their mother played the organ; the ancestor worship, centered around the successful grandfather on one side and the newspaper editor on the other. She died the same year as my husband. No longer were there guardians of the family memory to bar my entrance to this kingdom. I stopped trying to be one of them. I could pick and choose what part of this lore I wanted to accept as mine, and what part to reject. And I stopped mentally air-brushing myself out of their family pictures. I started identifying myself as a Jew in public places and in print. It is no longer news, and the hidden Jews come around to say they are glad I live here. I am glad, too.
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